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Maya's **iphone** glowed at 2:47 AM, another night sacrificed to the infinite scroll. She felt like a **zombie** — pale, hollowed out, moving through school on autopilot while her ...
Maya's palms were sweating through her jersey as she stepped up to the plate. First varsity baseball game, junior year, and somehow she'd talked her way onto the boys' team as thei...
Maya stood in front of the bathroom mirror, staring at her reflection. The hair salon had promised subtle layers, but somehow she'd walked out with something that looked like a sph...
Marcus stood in the corner of Lena's basement party, nursing a cup of lukewarm soda while everyone else seemed to have received some secret manual on how to be a teenager that he'd...
Marcus was running late—again. His vintage dad hat was pulled low over his eyes as he sprinted down the junior hallway, dodging freshmen like they were orange cones in driver's ed....
Maya's lungs burned as she hit her third mile of running, AirPods blasting playlists her algorithm thought defined her entire personality. At fifteen, everything felt like a perfor...
Leo sat on the bench, his baseball glove collecting dust beside him. Coach Miller had benched him for the third game in a row, and the whispers in the dugout were getting louder. ...
I never thought I'd be that girl — the one hiding behind the bleachers during lunch, basically playing spy to figure out why my best friend had been ghosting me for two weeks strai...
The baseball cap wouldn't sit right. Maya tugged at the brim again, trying to look like she belonged at Jake's game instead of like she'd rather be literally anywhere else. The ble...
The cafeteria noise hit me like a physical wave as I scanned the room for Maya. My former best friend sat at the popular table today, laughing at something Jake said. God, I'd been...
The pool party was supposed to be lit, but honestly? I was basically a **zombie** moving through the motions, ghosting through the crowd with my solo cup filled with tap water beca...
Maya stood at the bottom of the cafeteria social pyramid, watching Brianna and her minions at the top table like they were royalty. Three months into sophomore year, and Maya still...